Wrathchild America

I know, you know Something's gotta break If this shit don't come to a halt There's not much more I can take Wheels are spinning, lawyers are grinning To see what I'm gonna do Minds arranging, I'm tired of changin' Something's gotta pull me through Cl

Who's got creative control What governs imagination The object is not right or wrong The answer lies deep down within you What's wrong with expressing our feelings Through corporate lies and business lows And wade knee deep through the shit Don't wal

Step under the streetlight let me see your face There's a madman loose in this neighborhood He draws blood 'cause he likes the taste Carries a knife, carries a gun Run for your, life 'cause he's having fun Life to him is a four-letter word So hold yo

[ti:London After Midnight] [ar:Wrathchild America] [al:Climbin' The Walls] [by:] [offset:0] [00:03.65]London After Midnight - Wrathchild America [01:37.53]Too many times they tried to kill [01:40.62]The Prince of the dark [01:44.20]To put an end to h

Suits of armor mounted ready for war The eagle is in the sky They rule the land by their queens command If their rival is prepared to die The fog has lifted and the daylight appears They say a final prayer The trumpets sing the sound of battle The la

She had the face of a queen She was wild wet and mean When I went down in between She said she wanted to try But she didn't know why All she had was that look in her eye I said you come to my place You sit down on my face I'll make you see things you

Darkness fills the corners of my swollen eyes The Earth around me doesn't make a sound I wish it was a dream but it's time I realize I'm still alive, but six feet underground Not much air, there's not much time There's not much hope The seconds seem